A Date...Perhaps?

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I open the door to Brad. He's in a pair of khaki slacks and a nice sweater. I think I want to rip his clothes off. I was really hoping faithful would kick this phase. I smile.

"Come in." I notice he has food and a bottle of wine. I grab the wine and put it in the fridge to chill. I pull the bottle that I bought out and pour two glasses.

"So what did you get to eat?" I ask him, turning my head briefly to look at him, and catch him looking at me, taking me in. I did try for that effect. I put on my grey body con dress with my only pair of white heels, which happen to also be the tallest pair that I have. Not that that means much since they aren't really that tall. Especially with Brad beside me. 

"Grabbed some pasta from a restaurant downtown." He sits the bag of food on the table. He opens the cupboard that holds the cups. I smile, turning to the cabinet beside the sink. I grab two plates and sit them beside him. I reach into a drawer and pull out some silverware.

I watch as he opens the containers and starts putting the food onto the plates. First, the pasta, then, a serving of salad, and finally,  a piece of bread. It smells like heaven. I grab the wine and take it to the table, Brad behind me with the food. I sit the glasses on the table and sit down. Brad sets the food in front of me and then takes his seat.

"I forgot to ask you something earlier." I tell him and rest my arms on the table.

"Oh yeah? What's up?" He smiles. "Will you go to that concert with me? I mean I have a room at a hotel across from the stadium already booked for me if you wanted to just come with me. It's suppose to be really nice. You don't even have to hang out with me if you don't want to." I tell him with a smile and sit up straight in my seat. My mother would strangle me if she knew how bad my posture has gotten.

"That'd be really cool. Would I get to meet Dan?" He asks and I nod.

"Yeah, I have all access to their schedule. I know Dan wants to do dinner one night with the band since they haven't seen me in a while. The guys will have a sound check that we'll be at. Teardown, Setup, Transportation is controlled by me."

"Yeah, I'll be there. Does the room have two beds?" He asks and I shrug. "I'm not sure but I'm sure that I can request it and it shouldn't be an issue." I tell him.

"A toast." He holds his glass up and I hold mine up.

"May the future hold all we wish for." I clink his glass and take a sip, sitting the glass down gently.

"Oh, I snapped this picture of the pups and wanted to ask if you're okay if I post it." He searches for his phone and hands it to me. It's Chuck and Maya walking but you can see the shadow of Brad and I holding hands. That'll stir up something I'm sure. I mean maybe not. I didn't know that he didn't have a girlfriend anymore until last night.

"Of course, it's a cute picture of our cute pups." As I attempt to hand him his phone, my hand slides across the screen, changing the picture. It's a picture of the back of me after I picked Maya up. Her head is resting on my shoulder and my hair is just perfectly falling down my back. I bring it back to me and look at it. Brad doesn't say anything, maybe unsure of what I have to say.

"Will you send this one to me?" I ask him softly, finally handing the phone back to him. He looks almost shocked.

"You don't think that was creepy? He asks and I half smile.

"No, I mean you already had your phone out and I picked Maya up not too long after the first picture. I actually really like it." I smile and hide my face by twisting some pasta on my fork.

"Consider it done then." He says and sits his phone down. He takes a piece of his bread and pops it into his mouth.

We both take a minute to eat before saying anything else, which i'm thankful for. I'm starving and hate talking with food in my mouth.

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